Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 139

# 139

Taejonbirok Volume 6 Episode 14

Chapter 40: Lazy Lazy, Beating Up (4)

Do you know a person named Sang-Wan Hong?

At that time, Sanggwan Hong was the eldest son of the Sanggwan family and entered the Jamryongmu-gwan with great expectations.

At that time, the Jamryongmu-gwan was considered a place where the world-famous Sega and small factions would naturally send their talents.

The fact that the previous generation's Jamryongmu-gwan members became famous throughout the world played a very important role.

However, the large faction, commonly called the Gupailbang, did not send disciples. Because of this, there was a subtle conflict.

huh?

me?

Well, I'm going because the beggar told me to go.

In fact, as you know, there are a lot of miscellaneous martial arts in Gaepoong, but apart from Gangryongshippaljang and Tagubong, there are virtually no martial arts that can be called essential, so sending a disciple to Jamryongmu-gwan in Gaepoong was not a bad choice.

I was also able to make a lot of connections there, including with Coral.

I think that was the intention. If you come from an open society, connections are vital. That way, you won't starve to death no matter where you go.

huh?

What's the big deal?

Oh, my words have gone off on a tangent.

Anyway, Sanggwan Hong was considered the greatest talent in the world at the time. He was buried by Wei Sanho in the previous class, but Wei Sanho was very unique. Sanggwan Hong alone was considered a talent who could easily aim for the greatest talent in the world in later generations.

Well, that was the story until that day.

* * *

“Eww!”

Sanggwanhong lost his senses and rushed at Wei Yanhu. Fire shot out of his eyes and heavy breath came out of his mouth.

In fact, this was a reckless act.

Just looking at the move that Wei Yanhui showed just a little while ago, doesn't it give us an idea of how strong he is?

It was just that the ending was rough and didn't leave a strong impression, but those who lived their lives on the edge of a sword would not miss that move. If you think about it calmly, it was obvious to anyone that Sanggwanhong couldn't handle Wei Yanho.

but!

Who can blame him for his anger!

All the men watching him cheered him on with one heart.

Show me an example!

Punish that shameless man for doing something that a man should not do!

But the officials were clicking their tongues.

'Even in my usual serious state, I can't last even a second.'

An inspector is someone you shouldn't get excited about.

Unlike swords and knives, the sword is a very sensitive weapon.

The sword was a weapon where speed and accuracy were more important than strength.

When you first learn to use a sword, isn't the most important thing to learn how to keep the tip of the sword from shaking?

It is equally important for a swordsman to have an unwavering mind.

But there were still people who could not be said to have reached the realm of success, but they were losing confidence in their excitement and were rushing forward.

If it were a normal civil servant, he would have frowned at that sight. But this time, what should I say… … .

'I understand.'

The feelings of the person who was experiencing that kind of nagging right in front of them were beyond the imagination of the onlookers.

In that sense, I feel sympathy for Sanggwan Hong, but the evaluation must be objective.

"Should we watch a little longer?"

At that moment, Sanggwanhong came right up to Wei Yanhu.

“Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head as he watched Sanggwan Hong striking his head with his sword.

'Isn't this a weed?'

If Wei Yanhu fails to dodge properly, his head will be split in half. Considering the momentum and viciousness of the hand, it cannot be said to be a move used in a martial arts.

“Tsk tsk.”

Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue and turned to the side.

Whew!

Sanggwanhong's sword cuts through the wind and plunges into the ground.

“It would be best to calm down for now.”

Wi Yeon-ho is also a man of integrity. It may be natural to punish the person who used the poison, but he also acknowledges that Wi Yeon-ho is responsible for making him use the poison.

So, the kind-hearted Wi Yeon-ho tried to appease Sanggwan Hong.

“You seem very angry right now, so it would be difficult to fight…….”

At that moment, Sanggwanhong's sword exploded from the ground and cut off Wei Yanho's head.

Wi Yeon-ho dodged Sanggwan Hong's sword by sitting down on the spot.

"therefore……."

Phew!

"no!"

Phew!

“What I mean is!”

Whew!

"hey!"

Sparks flew from Wei Yanhu's eyes.

I'm trying to say something nice, but you've been using the word "salchohol" all along!

Thud.

Wi Yeon-ho dodged the sword, grabbed Sanggwan Hong by the collar, and threw him away.

“Come on!”

Sanggwanhong, who flew into the sky like a bird, struggled to keep his posture and flew towards the pillar of the building.

"……to?"

Wi Yeon-ho's face became slightly tired.

Those who were watching were also terrified and shouted.

“No way!”

"no way!"

“It shouldn’t be! It shouldn’t be!”

But now, the direction in which Sanggwanhong was flying seemed too obvious.

If you fly like that… … .

Kuung!

Wi Yeon-ho ended up covering his face with his hands.

A sword is flying at you, so why throw a person while watching where it will land?

In Wei Yanho's case, he didn't want to hit him or stab him with a sword, so he just grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the ground to bring him to his senses. Unfortunately, there was a pillar where he threw him, and Sanggwan Hong ended up flying upside down with his legs spread wide open.

Wi Yeon-ho slowly approached Sanggwan Hong with an awkward expression.

Looking at the sight of Sang-Wan Hong, who was holding on to a pillar with both legs and burying his face in the floor, an indescribable emotion came over me.

From far away, I could hear the sighs of the officials.

“……I never thought the lineage of the Sanggwan Se family, which has continued for generations, would end here.”

Shudder.

At those words, Wi Yeon-ho's body shook.

“Don’t you have a younger sibling or something?”

Gong Mu-jin kindly answered Lee Seol-hwa's questions.

“I know that the only person who would call it a deficit is Sang-Hong San.”

“Oh, like that.”

Lee Seol-hwa's last words felt like the wedge.

“Ugh…….”

Wi Yeon-ho trembled with the guilt that was creeping up on him.

Guilt, huh?

Isn't it true that Wi Yeon-ho, who has endured all kinds of persecution with his strong will and shamelessness, has rarely felt anything more than discomfort? For someone like Wi Yeon-ho to feel guilty?

Wi Yeon-ho slowly crouched down in front of Sang-Wan-Hong, who was squirming on the floor.

And then I ended up giving a sincere apology, something I may have never done in my life.

"……I'm sorry."

Really?

* * *

“How are things?”

“Umm…….”

At Peng Do-hyung’s question, Gong Mu-jin looked at the room with a pitiful face. In that room, Sang-Kwan Hong was currently resting after receiving treatment from the doctor.

“Well, what should I say?”

Lee Yong-bong's eyes were focused on Gong Mu-jin.

“First of all, the trauma doesn’t seem to be serious. As for the part that concerns me……”

"……yes."

Everyone wanted to hear it, but at the same time, there was a strong feeling of not wanting to hear it. No one would want to hear those words.

“Fortunately, it seems that what I was worried about didn’t happen. It seems that there will be no problem in continuing the line.”

“Oh!”

“Thank goodness!”

Peng Do-hyung and Eon-hyo were delighted as if it were their own work.

Namgung Hye and Wi Su-ryeon didn't know how to react, so they kept their mouths shut.

I like it too… … .

“Then that’s good.”

“Um, that’s true, but…….”

“……What’s the problem?”

The official spoke as if he was in trouble.

“Well, what should I say? For now, that problem is okay, but my internal injuries are so severe that I need to rest for a while. It seems like continuing the mission is no longer possible.”

“Is this an injury?”

“That’s right.”

Peng Do-hyung said as if he didn't understand.

“Although the wounds on your superior brother’s head are severe, they were not attacks using internal energy, they were just external injuries. Are you saying that he also suffered internal injuries?”

“It’s not because of the attack.”

"sure?"

“The congressman said it was a disease.”

Peng Do-hyung nodded slowly without realizing it. If he had been in the same situation, he would probably have become ill.

“So does that mean I’m possessed by a magic wand?”

Gong Mu-jin answered affirmatively to Namgung Hye’s question.

“You could say that. However, the details aren’t that bad, so after resting for about a month, you’ll be able to get up and leave without any problems. I agree with you on this.”

“……Then that’s fortunate.”

The question arose in everyone's mind as to whether this could really be considered a blessing, but no one said it out loud.

"then."

“Thank you for your help, Gong Daehyeop.”

“No.”

Gong Mu-jin nodded as he slowly headed towards his room.

'Okay.'

The lawmaker said there was no problem in continuing the lineage, but the future was unknown. The public office cleanly erased the name of Sanggwan Hong from the list of candidates for Lee Seol-hwa's spouse.

“So what do we do now?”

At Namgung Hye’s question, Eonhyo looked troubled. With Sanggwan Hong injured, it was now his turn to lead the group.

“Shouldn’t you return as an unofficial first?”

“But our mission is to head to Nasan.”

“Isn’t this an unavoidable situation?”

“How about we send the superior officer away and go on our own?”

“That’s not a bad idea, but he’s obsessed with money. It’s not moral to just leave him alone. Besides, I have a hard time leaving him behind…….”

Everyone nodded.

Although they were called Samryongibong, they were different people, and as they kept getting involved, they had their own kind of friendship. However, when someone I could call a colleague got injured, I felt uneasy about leaving him alone.

“Then let’s return with the Sang-Gwan So-Hyeop.”

“But there is one problem.”

“What is it?”

Eonhyo opened his mouth with a very troubled expression on his face.

“If you abandon the mission, you must report the reason…….”

Everyone could understand what Unhyo was trying to say.

How am I supposed to report that on my way to carry out my mission, I met a strange man, and while fighting with him, Sang-Wan Hong suffered a terrible injury to an area that I cannot describe in words, making it impossible for him to carry out his mission?

“……Is there a case where problems arise even if only the truth is written?”

“For the sake of the honor of the company, we must also consider writing the truth.”

“Well, what should I say, the situation is a bit…….”

It's tangled.

Everyone let out a deep sigh.

'What on earth is that person?'

I just can't figure it out.

They all knew it. None of them could just throw away Sanggwanhong like a toy. Even if Wisanho, who was renowned as the best reporter in the military, returned, it would be impossible.

‘It seems like we’re similar in age… … .’

If what they saw with their own eyes was true, then the equipment that surpassed the Weichan Mountains came from the Guangdong Wei family. Now it seemed that they could understand what Gongmujin meant when the first dispute arose.

What Gong Mu-jin said was not about Wi San-ho, but about Wi Yeon-ho.

As much as we hate to admit it, a master with unimaginable abilities has appeared among his peers.

Namgung Hye looked back at Wi Su-ryeon and asked.

“The bell, no, the upper bell.”

“Yes, sister.”

“What on earth does your brother do?”

Wei Shulien became a mute who had eaten honey.

'I'm lazy.'

There were also cases where telling the truth caused problems.